Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Paris

[Intro: Gun Kelly]
Ayy
Woke up in up in
Soundin' godly

City [?] a [?]

[Verse 1: Gun Kelly]
Woke up in
Broke all the (that lean)
Watch me, night was too turnt
They caught me on camera
I ain't
Pull up, back home, flag on, tats out, what the fuck is that
I'm home-bred, hometown, been around the world, I'm now
Mr. [?] wax in the [?]
And I'm running the streets to the like rocky
Who da champ? Who da
Diamond fangs a vamp
Where's the package with the
Bust it by the Lamb
Roll it up 'till I
Uh, rings on my hands, uh
rings from the grams , uh
Got a lady and a
Bitch I made it from the

[Chorus: Ty Dolla
I up in Paris
In the bed, a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
First I up the lesh
I went back for seconds
Swear pussy the wettest
I woke up in
In the bed, a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
I roll up the lesh
Then I back for seconds
Swear pussy the wettest

2: Quavo]
Made it from the bottom, you thinking of me?
I made it from the bottom, you thinking of me?
When I was in the bottom, you didn't out with me
Now I got some dollars, they keep with me
Take a lot of Molly, that's your
Pull up with a gang and stop with me
You took too much of your Coco, it made your nose
Too for the bando
two times through the window
Pop one off for the kid
Pop one off the
Old money like a
Bring it back, the reload
Crips mights call it a
Bloods might it a bilo
Put my wrist in a
Hit it up, it up to beast mode
Bitch I made it the trap
thang in my lap
Bitch I made it from the
Got your in my lap
Bitch I it from the trap
Got the police laps
Bitch I it from the trap
Bitch I made it out the